The Billionaire Darkness

Chapter Fourteen

Walking down the steps to my driveway as I spun the key to my Huayra Roadster.

I had a love for Pagani's but I also knew that they were stupidly expensive and even with billions to back up that kind of purchase I would get sick thinking about spending so much money.

It technically wasn't mine after all.

Crossing the garage, I pulled open the door to my sports car and slid into the driver seat, which thankfully due to the long list of options meant they were bucket seats much like many of the other vehicles I managed to get access to some even before they were made publicly available.

It was also my most recent procured vehicle but I had yet to drive it, a problem I had self inflicted.

This'll catch attention, wonderful.

Starting the engine, I heard the exhaust let out is sharp whistle before I pulled out of the garage and slowly up to where everyone else was parked.

Hunter gave me a raised eyebrow look as I stopped and rolled down the window.

"Shut your mouth Hunter you'll catch flies," I remark and Riley laughed while Nico just smiled in amusement as he slid into his car.

"This is nice," Riley breaths looking over the glossy black silhouette of the car.

"Cost me a small fortune too," I mutter as I watch Nico pull around so that we can all leave. "Now let's get the fuck out of here."

Rolling up the window I sped off followed by the boys through the roads of the Hamptons, passing countless gated neighborhoods and estates in knew all too well were often left unoccupied since os many weren't ever home. I suppose that was the reality of this kinds of money, it was better to appear as the perfect socialite and family head than actually be one.

Letting out as sigh I turned my bored attention away from the side of the road to the hectic traffic that thickened as we rolled into New York's boroughs. I watched as people stared at us all as if we were some sort of rare sight, and not one of the most common on this road towards Manhattan.

"Why the fuck do all of you stare fuck off and go back to your lives," I mutter darkly, even as my pride blossomed knowing that perspectively I was 'better' than them all.

If only they knew I wished I was growing up how they were.

At least I was grateful that my parents had ensured my sister and I wouldn't ever be able to struggle monetarily if we tried—even my reckless behaviour didn't seem to have put a dent in it.

Leaving through the Bronx along the highway leading through New Rochelle, I sped up flying along the roads with all of the boys attempting to keep up with me.

As I got to Rye I slowed and began making my way along the residential roads to Sav's house which as expected was filled with cars.

Purposely revving I slowly pulled down the driveway and parked before sliding out of the front seat and locking the expensive vehicle so some drunk teen doesn't try and steal my favourite car—or crash into it because i parked somewhere stupid.

Jogging up the steps I walked into the entryway to hear music bumping around the place while everyone drank and made out, there would also be kids throwing up and others getting high as fuck on all kinds of substances.

Yes, even rich kids get fucked up.

Walking into the kitchen I found Sav watching two people try and out drink each other though it was very clear the girl that was half the size of the guy across from her was winning.